Not In My Line

“ “ … But you know that's not . . . not in my line,” said Vronsky in English.”

I can picture him saying that … Count Alexei Kirillovich Vronsky … Reclining lazily on a sofa (which he didn’t do), waving his hand in dusky air, holding a glass of red wine (which he again didn’t do), his voice becoming hazy.

I can say the same about this paining … not in my line. But I did it anyway and I sort of like it, although I’m not entering a realm of circles hovering in eternity. I’ll stick to words …


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